- - - -But- - - - - - - My blood knows, why did it shakeand filled the heartwith unknown shock.Is this.....Is this something likeLove? I clicked the boxand heaved a sigh, and it's of relief.....He is there.Once he told, most of his poems were writtenin the front of J.K.I'm talking of myRupert Brooke.Oh! God, he is alive!